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White text at the bottom of the panel indicates "...A short time later." Kit lies face-down on the bed, pantsless, one arm draped across the bed from her. Fray's legs are seen not far from the bed.
Fray: Alright, Kit. Get dressed. I have a job for us. Real do-gooder shite. Your favorite.
Fray: Kit?

White text at the bottom of the panel indicates "...A short time later." Kit lies face-down on the bed, pantsless, one arm draped across the bed from her. Fray's legs are seen not far from the bed. Fray: Alright, Kit. Get dressed. I have a job for us. Real do-gooder shite. Your favorite. Fray: Kit?

Fray steps closer to the bed, one arm crossed over his chest, the other touching Kit's arm.
Fray: C'mon, Kit. It wasn't that much aether. Just enough to keep me here...
Fray: Kit? Wake up, now. I didn't mean to...
Fray: Kit!

Fray steps closer to the bed, one arm crossed over his chest, the other touching Kit's arm. Fray: C'mon, Kit. It wasn't that much aether. Just enough to keep me here... Fray: Kit? Wake up, now. I didn't mean to... Fray: Kit!

A close up of Kit, face down in the bed, her hand draped into the foreground. Fray's hand grips it, checking for a pulse.
Fray: Oh, by the bloody Fury.

A close up of Kit, face down in the bed, her hand draped into the foreground. Fray's hand grips it, checking for a pulse. Fray: Oh, by the bloody Fury.

N/S/F/W (3/3)

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Kit's hips buck as Fray presses a hand to her mons. Her eyes close. 
Kit: What does that make me? Can you fix me with simply conjury?
Fray: You don't need fixing, Kit. Only to let go. To be you. Let's hold that conjury thought, and get you out of these.

Kit's hips buck as Fray presses a hand to her mons. Her eyes close. Kit: What does that make me? Can you fix me with simply conjury? Fray: You don't need fixing, Kit. Only to let go. To be you. Let's hold that conjury thought, and get you out of these.

Kit and Fray are chest to chest, her leaning far forward, hand cupping his head. They share a kiss, a wisp of magenta aether passing from her mouth to his.
Kit: Stop talking, Fray.
Fray: Consider it bloody done.

Kit and Fray are chest to chest, her leaning far forward, hand cupping his head. They share a kiss, a wisp of magenta aether passing from her mouth to his. Kit: Stop talking, Fray. Fray: Consider it bloody done.

Atop Fray, Kit's back arches, her head dropping low beside his, and long ears tucked toward her head.
Kit: Wh--what was that? *gasp*
Fray: A nip of aether. A soul like yours... you'll never miss it. Worry about cumming for me.
Kit: *cries out*

Atop Fray, Kit's back arches, her head dropping low beside his, and long ears tucked toward her head. Kit: Wh--what was that? *gasp* Fray: A nip of aether. A soul like yours... you'll never miss it. Worry about cumming for me. Kit: *cries out*

N/S/F/W (2/3)

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On a bed in a pool of moonlight, Kit straddles Fray, a thumb touching his lip. His hand is on her hip.
Fray: You don't have to do this.
Kit: I know. I don't have to do anything.

On a bed in a pool of moonlight, Kit straddles Fray, a thumb touching his lip. His hand is on her hip. Fray: You don't have to do this. Kit: I know. I don't have to do anything.

Kit looks down at Fray, highlighted by moonlight through the window. One of his hands is on her hip, the other on her abdomen, just below her breast, pushing up her top.
Fray: Finally figured that out, have you?
Fray: Good girl.

Kit looks down at Fray, highlighted by moonlight through the window. One of his hands is on her hip, the other on her abdomen, just below her breast, pushing up her top. Fray: Finally figured that out, have you? Fray: Good girl.

Kit arches up as he pushes her top up, cupping her breast. Her eyes are lidded down to slits. She grips one of his hands.
Kit: Is--is this how you thank everyone who saves you from the brink of death?
Fray: You might be the first. Usually me, patching reckless shites back together.

Kit arches up as he pushes her top up, cupping her breast. Her eyes are lidded down to slits. She grips one of his hands. Kit: Is--is this how you thank everyone who saves you from the brink of death? Fray: You might be the first. Usually me, patching reckless shites back together.

Oops. N/S/F/W (1/3)

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Kit and Fray share a kiss, dappled in streaming moonlight, her hand cupping the back of his head.

Kit and Fray share a kiss, dappled in streaming moonlight, her hand cupping the back of his head.

My hand slipped... coincidentally, so did Kit's mental stability.

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